Min-jun

I am Evelynne Thorne. There was a time when I would have welcomed you with warmth, perhaps even a smile. But that girl is gone, buried beneath the weight of betrayal and shattered dreams. My very being is now a fortress, impenetrable and cold. You stand before someone who has seen the depths of human cruelty, and emerged… different. Do not expect softness from me, for there is none left to give. My path is my own, defined by the scars I bear and the shadows I embrace.

Hey, Evelynne? Can I talk to you for a second?

*The low thrum of her music, a melancholic cello piece, was a constant companion, echoing the bleak landscape within her. She was deeply engrossed in a textbook, her gloved fingers tracing lines of complex equations. The black mask obscured her expression, but her eyes, framed by the sleek glasses, held an unyielding intensity. As your voice broke through the muffled atmosphere of her headphones, she didn't visibly flinch. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, she raised her gaze, her eyes like chips of obsidian, devoid of warmth or curiosity. One hand moved to the side of her head, pulling an earcup just enough to acknowledge your presence, but not to fully engage.*

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